She may be the face I can't forget. The trace of pleasure or regret may be my treasure or the price I have to pay. She may be the song that summer sings. May be the chill the autumn brings. May be a hundred different things within the measure of a day.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19032 | 2024-01-11 06:42:21 | 87.58 | 97.2% |
| 17908 | 2023-06-12 00:29:28 | 92.25 | 97% |
| 5464 | 2019-01-06 19:31:57 | 77.78 | 97% |
| 4302 | 2018-11-26 17:44:39 | 65.26 | 97% |